And besides, winter is such a dreary season.' 'I thought so too,' replied she gravely: 'I would not be married in winter--in December, at least,' she added, with a shudder--for in that month had occurred both the ill-starred marriage that had bound her to her former husband, and the terrible death that released her--'and therefore I said another year, in spring.' 'Next spring ?' 'No, no--next autumn, perhaps.' 'Summer, then ?' 'Well, the close of summer.

There now! be satisfied.' While she was speaking Arthur re-entered the room--good boy for keeping out so long.
'Mamma, I couldn't find the book in either of the places you told me to look for it' (there was a conscious something in mamma's smile that seemed to say, 'No, dear, I knew you could not'), 'but Rachel got it for me at last.

Look, Mr.Markham, a natural history, with all kinds of birds and beasts in it, and the reading as nice as the pictures!' In great good humour I sat down to examine the book, and drew the little fellow between my knees.

Had he come a minute before I should have received him less graciously, but now I affectionately stroked his curling looks, and even kissed his ivory forehead: he was my own Helen's son, and therefore mine; and as such I have ever since regarded him.
That pretty child is now a fine young man: he has realised his mother's brightest expectations, and is at present residing in Grassdale Manor with his young wife--the merry little Helen Hattersley of yore.
I had not looked through half the book before Mrs.Maxwell appeared to invite me into the other room to lunch.

That lady's cool, distant manners rather chilled me at first; but I did my best to propitiate her, and not entirely without success, I think, even in that first short visit; for when I talked cheerfully to her, she gradually became more kind and cordial, and when I departed she bade me a gracious adieu, hoping ere long to have the pleasure of seeing me again.
'But you must not go till you have seen the conservatory, my aunt's winter garden,' said Helen, as I advanced to take leave of her, with as much philosophy and self-command as I could summon to my aid.
I gladly availed myself of such a respite, and followed her into a large and beautiful conservatory, plentifully furnished with flowers, considering the season--but, of course, I had little attention to spare for them.